Tonight, at precisely 11:36 pm Central Standard Time, I shall reign over Sensible Castle for three minutes. That is all.
I seem to accumulate "stuff". All kinds of stuff. Possessions, paper products (yay Costco), books, food in the pantry, files on my computer, pounds on my waistline. Not because I'm a compulsive hoarder. I just like to be prepared. "Just in case."
We are still four years off from our next U.S. Census taking, but our census fascinates me at all times in between. Historical censuses are pivotal pieces in my family history research, and they are just interesting in their own right, for taking a snapshot in time.
I'm sitting here, third day of brain fog and body lethargy following a full day of "oh my god kill me now" pain on Friday. The crying. The tiredness. The everything.
The first typewriter blog entry was a little while ago, and here's a second one.
I don't deal well with change much of the time. Not the big stuff, anyway. It helps quite a bit if I have some transition time to get used to the idea, though. If I'm ready for the change when it happens, it goes really smoothly. If it's abrupt, if I didn't see it coming, or if I can't prepare for it, there is a difficult adjustment period afterward.
"Moms' night out." "Girls' night out." "Nail wraps." "A day at the spa." "Out with my besties." "Mani pedi!" All of these phrases and activities leave me cold.
The Isle of Kern is a fictional guidebook about a British island off the southwest coast of England. It contains plenty of literary elements, with excerpts of a fictional fiction book inside as well.
I've begun a new project called First Person History. I'm extremely excited about this one, because it's all about history. Duh.
When I was in school, I learned that there were four oceans: the Atlantic, the Pacific, the Indian, and the Arctic. Now some geography sources talk about the Southern Ocean. Um, what?
I'm digging this Tiny House movement. Giving up 3/4 of your stuff and living in a smaller space sounds really appealing to me. Less room to clean, fewer belongings to take care of, fewer places to lose things.
This isn't about Daylight Saving Time in general, though I think it has outlived its usefulness. This is about people's misuse of terms surrounding it. We're adults. Can't we agree to educate ourselves to the point where our communication is clear? Huh? Can we? Please?
As I do every spring/summer, I've been up to my elbows planning next year's homeschooling. It's great fun, and I always put a lot of work into it. The more planning I can do during the summer, the smoother our experience during the school year. And since my daughter is beginning 9th grade next year, I'm also looking ahead to the entirety of high school for her.
Ever want to read about Euclidean geometry from the man himself? Euclid's Elements is free online. Obviously out of copyright and all. Being Euclid. Though it's had to be translated into English and such. Regardless, it's available online. For free.
From his many superb acting roles and books to his hilarity on QI to Molly Lewis's fantastic "An Open Letter to Stephen Fry," I've been a fan of Stephen Fry for about two decades. Here he is, sort of taking on the subject of how to be happy without religion.
From story time to book clubs to puppet shows to science presentations to art classes to social opportunities for teens to Irish step dance performances to chamber music performances, our library system offers a wide variety of opportunities for learning and socializing. Not to mention the books and other materials on the shelves. And we take advantage of it all.
Dolls. They are such a fun craft project. You only need very small scraps of a variety of kinds of fabric, thread, and a bit of stuffing, and you have made a one-of-a-kind toy for someone.